Once again, my wife and I volunteered at the local (well, 25 minute drive, ~15 miles each way) no-kill dog shelter this evening. Unfortunately, we had some rain, which caused my body to treat the 3 hours that we spent there feel like I was out and about for 30+ hours. Around two hours in, I was feeling extremely depressed and doing my very best to hide it. All of a sudden, the weirdest looking, and cutest, dog came over and jumped up on the table next to me. He sat as close to me as possible without touching me.
Maybe it was coincidence, but I truly believe that he knew exactly what was wrong and wanted to comfort me, but didn't touch me for fear of causing me additional pain.
While everyone else just thought that I was taking a break this dog knew not only that I was distressed, but that I was dealing with a lot of pain, even more so than usual.